Reflecting on 2018
I distinctly remember sitting on my carpeted bedroom floor, furiously brushing my Barbie doll's hair. She was late for her shift at the teeny plastic bakery. She needed to say bye to Ken first. She should also probably walk the dog. I velcro-ed Barbie into her super cute jeans. So many things to do. So much hair to brush. So little time.
I've heard that who you are when you're around 8 or 9, is who you're truly meant to be. There's been periods when I've fought that statement, but in 2018 especially, I was feeling a lot like that third grader. Balancing the laundry list of responsibilities that once were Barbie's. Except now, they're mine. I have a job, I have a husband, I don't have a dog, but I do have super cute (non-velcro) jeans.
What I've learned in 2018 (with the help of Chris), is to slow it down. It's okay to watch TV for too long. It's okay to be tired. It's okay to 'waste time,' because more often than not, it's not time wasted after all. Having a seat will always be difficult for me (i.e., see third grade Quinn whizzing around with Barbie's to-do list), but it's necessary. I had to start doing more yoga. I had to reduce the amount of blog posts I was putting out. I had to take more naps. I had to talk less and listen more.
Recently, I've done a lot of reading on how you should replace 'I'm sorry' with 'thank you.' So, thank you. Thank you for being patient with me as my blog posts went from 5 days per week to 2 days. Thank you for reading along as my content changes and I experiment with topics and rants and photos. Thank you for having the same taste in shoes as me.
Because, let's be honest, we're both here for the shoes. ;)